A bunch of things that have happened at my school.
The graphics teacher here is seen and worshipped as a legend. Some of the graphics kids made hundreds of stickers of just his face and stuck them on stop signs all over the world.
Some girl got caught piercing another girl’s bellybutton during lunch. Like ya do.
Our TV class (they film the school news, aka “the buzz” every week) went to California, but some of them got arrested for underage drinking while there.
Last year, my US history teacher kicked open his door while wearing a jedi robe, proclaiming “IT IS TIME TO PLAY DUNGEONS AND DRAGONS!” (after which he made students play dnd with him)
My friend went up to our creative writing teacher and yelled “I’M GAY!” to which the teacher responded “WE KNOW!”
We have a huge rivalry with another school. Multiple times, both schools have been told to tone it down with the hatred. Football games are insane.
My marine science teacher made a student hold a spider while using “it doesn’t have many mitochondria” as reassurance.
This kid on instagram threatened to shoot up the school on a saturday. No one really caught onto the saturday part, so everyone freaked out.
We take spirit week VERY seriously - during the most recent one, people were running around the school in those inflatable dinosaur costumes. Also, we have “jazzercise thursday” aka seniors dress up in neon clothing and sprint around the school with whistles, consequently making all the teachers crave death.
The graphics teacher found ink buckets in the ceiling of his lab. No one really knows how they got there??
Because this is the south, if you go to the student parking lot, I guarantee you can find at least three jeeps lined up next to each other.
In french class sophomore year, we were being taught how to count in french. The french word for eighty (quatre-vingts) literally transltes to four twenties. My best friend stood up and screamed, at the top of his lungs, “FOUR TWENTY!” and got kicked out of the classroom ten minutes before the bell.
That’s all I have for now; I’m sure I’ll be back with more.
Kindergarten Teacher: “I asked the class to write about something they know about. I haven’t looked at these yet, but his story is called, let’s see, ‘All About… Batts’?"
Me, with dread: “I don’t think that’s an ‘a’…"
***Teacher opens book to find 5 pictures of butts and no words***
As a teacher, I get to see and hear a lot of horror stories, maybe not the kind that you are used to. Kids being abused by teachers or parents, students who get hooked on hard drugs and lose scholarships, even teenagers getting raped in the classroom. Bad things happen to good kids. It breaks my heart. All in all, it’s all pretty horrific, some of the things they warn you about in school when you’re getting your teaching credential.
Hello, my name is Viktor, I’m 20 years old and from Germany.
Like basically everyone I like listening to music(right now especially
to Shinedown, Imagine Dragons, Sabaton etc.). I also watch anime and
many series(like GoT, Archer or Dexter).
My other hobbies are gaming and reading(although the former supresses the latter one quite a bit).
I’m planning on becoming a history teacher so I’m really into history.
Especially the modern area but I also like the Roman Empire and the
ancient times. Otherwise I’m interested in politics, philosophy,
psychology, ancient and modern cultures and the world itself. I’m also
sort of addicted to memes.
I hope that I can find people to discuss and talk about various topics
from complex ones to ordinary ones and alsoabout “bullshit topics” which
are so stupic that they’re funny again. I’m generelly an open minded
person I believe that I can add my two cents to every topic.
I speak German, English and Russian and hope that I can find some
penpals and maybe even longtime friends which I could meet some day.
I don’t really have any preferences but I suppose you should at least be 16 or something.
Other than that just don’t be a dick and I think we could become penpals!
A/N: This is short and not the best thing I’ve written (sorry) . I’ve just been busy with school and finishing work for the end of the year. I promise something much better I’ll have soon hopefully. I have a few prompts in my inbox I need to write to.
I know I said I would be home for Christmas but I just can’t get there. I’m so sorry. I tried to get my commander to let me, I just couldn’t. It’s too dangerous for any of us to leave, and Chris can’t even leave to go see PJ.
I miss you so much Bear, it’s unreal. There is nothing to do here anymore but sit around and wait. Wait for what though, I have absolutely no idea. It’s stupid, none of us get to go home.
It’s not fair to you or Mason, but I’m trying, I swear I am.
You just have to hold on, okay bear? I promise I’m coming home. Don’t let whatever is scaring you right now take control. If you’re scared I won’t ever come home, don’t let that make you think crazy okay? I am coming home.
Just remember, even if it seems like I’m worlds apart, I’m always right there.
Tell Mason I love him so much and that I’m sorry about this. I’ll make it up to the little guy eventually.
Merry Christmas Bear.
Wait before I go, is it snowing out? I know you love having a white Christmas. Take a picture and send it to me? I miss home and spending Christmas surrounded by sand and the desert isn’t very seasonal don’t you think? Also it’s like one million degrees and I swear I’m melting and no I’m not being dramatic for once.
Okay now I really have to go. Just remember that I love you so so so much Dan. I’ll be home soon, remember that please?
• All of them work at Lin-Manuel Miranda High School
• Alexander is the principal who totally doesn’t have a crush on the biology teacher Mr. Laurens.
• John, the biology teacher, somehow makes science easy, and has like 7 turtles in a tank in his classroom.
• Washington is the amazing history teacher who’s catchphrase is “History has its eye on you, so don’t do anything majorally stupid”
• Angelica is the guidance councilor who is always telling the girls to love themselves and their bodies. She is constantly telling children who are questioning that its okay and that they are worthy.
• Lafayette is the fun French teacher who has so many names, the students just call him Mr. Laf. He is constantly eating. Bagels, croissants, pie, you name it. At lunch, he is always seen sitting next to me to Mr. Mulligan. Everyone ships it.
• Hercules is that one teacher who looks like theyre not scared of punching a student, and can still sew the best dresses. Of course, he’s the Home Ec teacher. He opened the doorway for boys in the school to admit liking Home Economics. His not-so-subtle crush on Mr. Laf is noticeable, especially since he always drops off a blueberry muffin on Thursday mornings.
• Aaron is the vice-principal who is extremely kind to all the students. Unless you disrespect him or the staff. He takes “no shit” in his school.
• Peggy is the choir teacher, with John Laurens, and they both lead “The Soldier’s Chorus”. The Soldier’s Chorus is one of the top choirs in the state.
• Eliza is the English teacher who loves all the kids as if they are her own. She always sat next to the guidance councilor and the choir teacher at lunch, and it took many days for students to realize they were sisters.
• George is the goofy theater teacher who plays a different personality every day. His favorite, though, is King Groff III.
• Maria Reynolds is the softball, cheer, and dance coach. She is extremely gorgeous (Everyone confused her with Ms. Peggy for the first few days though) but is a very respectable woman.
• John Adams is the frail pre-law teacher. His life sucks.
• Thomas is the football coach along side his (not) boyfriend/assistant James Madison
• Phillip is known as “The Principals kid” and is actually very smart. He may or may not have a crush on his best friend Theodosia Burr, the vice principal’s daughter.
*Anyone want to add anything??*
Summary: Yoongi helps you escape detention so you can spend Valentine’s Day together.
Word count: 983 words
You let your head hit the desk as you slumped forward in your seat. The bell rang shrilly in the background, signalling the end of the school day.
Unfortunately for you, you were stuck serving another detention. Something about not adhering to the school’s dress code (it might of had something to do with the fact that you were wearing a “school ruined my life” hoodie on a day that wasn’t Casual Friday).
Normally, a detention wouldn’t bother you much. But today was different. It was Valentine’s Day, and your boyfriend Yoongi had promised you would spend the day together.
You and Yoongi had been together for almost a year but didn’t see each other very frequently. Over the last spring break, you had met at a music workshop. You performed as a duo, affectionately dubbing yourselves “Team Trouble.”
Yoongi lived two hours away by train. The majority of your communication took place over text or Skype, but somehow, you made it work.
Groaning, you pulled out your phone and hid it underneath the desk. You tapped a quick message to Yoongi.
SENT 3:35 PM
srry babe im in detention
RECEIVED 3:35 PM
dude wtf the one day…
SENT 3:36 PM
i didnt choose the thug life, it chose me 💔
RECEIVED 3:37 PM
dont worry. im gonna get you outta there.
You stifled a laugh, butterflies forming in your stomach. Truthfully, you were dying to see Yoongi again. Your last date was two weeks ago, and meetings were becoming fewer and father in between.
“Y/N!” your teacher barked, making you jump. Your phone slipped out of your fingers and landed on the ground with a loud thud. You picked up, cursing once you realized the spiderweb of cracks had grown farther. “Put that phone away.”
Rolling your eyes, you tucked your phone into your back pocket. Stretching over the desk yet again, you let your eyelids flutter shut. Soon enough, you felt the familiar pulls of sleep and surrendered to them.
Tap. Tap Tap.
Your eyes shot open as you registered the sharp sound of something colliding against the window beside you. Looking over your shoulder, you spotted a blond boy whipping stones from two storeys below.
This boy, of course, was Yoongi. Your boyfriend. The James to your Jessie.
With wide eyes, you retrieved your phone. You then realized you had several unread messages from Yoongi. You opted to ignore them.
SENT 4:25 PM
what aRE YOU DOING
You watched as Yoongi stopped throwing pebbles and took out his phone.
RECEIVED 4:26 PM
thank god its you…i can’t really see from here
SENT 4:26 PM
ok but that doesn’t answer my question
RECEIVED 4:26 PM
you werent answering my texts so
RECEIVED 4:27 PM
anyways just jump
SENT 4:27 PM
DO U WANT ME TO DIE?
RECEIVED 4:27 PM
relax, you wont. besides ill catch u
Sure, Yoongi would catch you. More like his crushed, broken body would once you landed on him. But you saw him looking up at you expectantly, a gummy smile on his face. And damn, a broken ankle would be worth the fall.
You turned and began to open the window.
The teacher looked up at you suspiciously. “Y/N,” he demanded, his eyes narrowing. “What do you think you’re doing?”
“Just opening the window,” you replied breezily. “It’s kinda stuffy in here, don’t you think?”
Using your entire body, you pushed the heavy window open completely. It didn’t open as wide as you had hoped, but you could probably fit through the opening.
You glanced back up at the teacher, noting that he had gone back to grading papers. Unceremoniously, you chucked your backpack out of the window and watched delightedly as Yoongi stumbled to catch it.
Quickly, you stood up and swung your legs over the window sill. The teacher shot up from his seat, a threat forming on his lips.
“Y/N, don’t you dare–” he shouted, but the rest of his message was lost as you pushed yourself through the small opening.
The drop was only a second in duration, but time slowed as you tumbled to the ground. You could feel a wild smile stretching over your face. Yoongi’s body appeared closer and closer with each passing moment. His arms were outstretched, and, squeezing your eyes shut, you reached out for him and prepared for the impact.
The adrenaline numbed the pain from the initial impact. When you opened your eyes, you were sprawled over Yoongi’s chest. Quickly, you scrambled upright and lifted your weight off of Yoongi.
“Oh my god!” you shrieked as Yoongi remained motionless. “Yoongi? Are you okay!?”
His eyelids fluttered open as he struggled to inhale. “Fine,” he wheezed, thumping his chest. “Winded.”
You stood up and pulled Yoongi to his feet, satisfied to see he was still capable of holding himself upright. You grabbed your backpack from the grass and peered upwards.
Your teacher’s upper body was leaning out of the windowsill. He was screaming incoherently, veins popping out of his neck and redness spreading over his entire face.
“Sorry, sir,” Yoongi called. He grabbed your hand and held it up for the teacher to see. “I’m going to be borrowing this one for awhile.”
You and Yoongi sprinted off of school property, your carefree laughter carried away by the wind. The cold February air nipped at your cheeks, and neither of you were dressed warmly enough to be outside. Yet, in that moment, everything was perfect. It was with absolute certainty that you knew you were happiest with Yoongi’s hand in yours.
That evening, Yoongi took you out to dinner and presented you with a stuffed Meowth. “For old time’s sake,” he said.
With a laugh, you accept the gift and wrapped your arms around Yoongi’s waist. “Prepare for trouble,” you began with a smile.
“Make it double,” he finished, pressing a soft kiss on your lips.
- Girl in Luv
A/N: Why did I reference Pokémon AGAIN? The world will never know…Anyways, hope you enjoyed Young and Pure Yoongi™
Originally designed for students, can be used with family members or friends who need that little nudge to think about things. It doesn’t cause a fundamental shift in views, simply makes the mind more able to think about new ideas and suggestions without bias.
YOU PLEASE WRITE A LONG IMAGINE ABOUT TEACHER!REMUS x STUDENT!READER?
I REALLY LIKED YOUR LITTLE IMAGINE ABOUT THE TEA AND WALKS YOU DID IT
WAS CUTE! LOCE YOUR BLOG BTW
It was a cold, rainy
Saturday in November and Y/n was sitting in the owlery, looking
outside, where the icy winds blew around the red leaves. Y/n wasn’t
the person to be very sensitive but somehow she felt a sense of
some people are here because they wanted to be here. they made themselves “fall in love” for x, y z reasons. They liked the TCC vibes and shit. They haven’t really found this out while crying in the middle of the night at 4am. They really will move on. Yes, I’m a bitter bitch, and yes I think your experiences are less authentic, especially if:
- if you have more than one TC
- you have daddy kinks pushed you to the TCC for validation, when TCs have 0 damn thing to do with our dads (and if they do, it’s accidental)
- dated older guys and want to try a teacher bc why not (do i need to tell you why not? lol come on ho, think for a split second.)
nothing against teachers here, but i’m sure we’ve all had that one teacher that absolutely did not do their job, however it manifests itself. no matter if they don’t tell you of exams (and it’s not on purpose!), they don’t prepare you adequately, they don’t manage their time well, whatever — it all sucks.
now, how to handle this? since i have one of these teachers right now, i thought i’d make a post with my tips on how to manage this issue. here goes!
i. find allies.
ask around in your class. are you the only one who finds this teacher incompetent? do other people feel the same way? if you know that other people have the same view, you will be encouraged when you take other steps to get help.
in the same way, it’ll have you realize if you’re the only one — and you may be wrong. rarely is a teacher blatantly incompetent and just one person notices it. especially if you’ve changed schools recently or generally went to different schools than your classmates, you might have a different background that will lead to different views.
if you’re the only one, people will not, or rarely, listen to you if you end up complaining to someone; while if you have support in your class, you’ll be able to cite those people when speaking to anyone else about the issue.
ii. help each other.
if the whole class or at least more people than just you are annoyed by the teacher, it is very important that you help each other out.
if the teacher never hands out the homework and you go see them to get the homework, it’s only decent of you to share that knowledge with your classmates. similarly, if the teacher doesn’t teach the material well or at all and you found a great resource somewhere, it’s only decent to share the website or textbook.
for the next tips, it’s also really important that you discuss these with other people. for example, if you decide to confront the teacher, take a friend with you and talk about the topics and examples to touch on with classmates.
iii. help the teacher.
okay so this sounds really self-sacrificing but hear me out. if the teacher has horrible time management, it can really help you — and them — if you and your class decide to help them a little. it can be as small as saying “oh do you remember [teacher’s name], today you wanted to teach about [topic]”, or reminding them that the exam is in however many weeks. eventually, this will help you — and maybe even future classes, if the teacher learns a little.
iv. find a higher authority.
talk to someone else at the school, the principal or the school counsellor maybe. of course these people aren’t always open to talk to, or to criticism.
you could also speak to another teacher that you are close to and you trust (definitely don’t do this with a teacher you don’t know well or how they will react!) and ask them how to act. perhaps they can empathize with you or have some different tips for you.
if you end up going to someone, make sure to bring a friend so whoever you are talking to realizes that it’s a real issue. give a lot of examples and emphasize that it’s hindering your learning. if you’re scared you may not pass the class, say that as well.
v. be as prepared as you can.
listen in class. study all the material, and more. do all the homework and assignments. in a class where the teacher doesn’t help you learn, you need to put in way more work than you’re used to.
vi. confront the teacher.
this isn’t always ideal. it takes much more courage and preparation than the other ideas, but if the teacher is open to criticism, it might yield more results.
ideally, you would ask for an appointment with them in their office or something, but that isn’t always possible. in the worst of worst cases, tell them before class that you’d like a talk after class. if that’s the case, speak only briefly. especially if they have a class after, they’ll be stressed and impatient. you don’t want to make them angry.
don’t be aggressive. i get that the teacher is pissing you off, but handle it like an ambassador in another country would. imagine you’re your class’s delegate and they’re all relying on you. pay attention to the language you’re using, with such a delicate conversation make sure it doesn’t sound aggressive either.
expose the problem first. be direct and clear. you really don’t want any misunderstandings. then give some examples. speak in first person, about your own experience and the class’s. finally, if they’re open for a longer talk, you can try giving suggestions for improvement. example: reserve some time at end of class to look over the next lesson or upcoming assignments and exams.
yeah so i hope i helped a little and that you’ll be able to handle your incompetent teacher better now (if you have one)!